Artemis quietly re-sheaths her dagger, and takes Gault's share of the load. (His backpack and whatever else he's carrying). "Can you walk okay?", she asks him. She does what she can to help him, offering him a steadying hand if he needs one.
Specific Action: Artemis tries to help Gault, in any way she can.
Major will attempt to use his comm to get into the signals of those who just entered so he can communicate and tell to come sit with them so they can discuss the next move.
Artemis bows to the medicine man to show proper respect due to an elder, pats Gault on the shoulder, and leaves the hut. She walks around the hut, looking for an out-of-the way spot that offers a bit of privacy. She drops her backpack. Then she strips off the Greenpeace tee shirt, kicks off her boots, and takes off the khaki pants.
"If I'm going to a party, I'm going to dress for a party." She says to herself. "I just wish I'd worn my get lucky bra."
Digging through her backpack, she finds the mylar thermal blanket. Cutting it using her dagger, she ties a quarter of it around her waist to make a sarong, adjusting it to cover her scar. Then she cuts off two thin strips to make hair ribbons.
She finds a burned out campfire. Rubbing her hands on some leftover charcoal, she darkens her eyes.
Satisfied with her work, she goes off to join the others.
Specific Action: Artemis adapts her wardrobe to observe the local dress code.
Specific Action: With his pack near him, Gault reaches in and switches on his comms and sets it for out going only, so that none of the chatter will be heard in the hut.
Kneeling before the medicine man, "I am Gault. Thank you for attending to my ignorance. How should I address you?"